One piece with no apparent fastenings, it covered her from neck to ankles and had a sort of hood draped at the back. A thin rope of the same colour ga...hered the material in at the waist with the ends dangling in front.“David! I’m so glad you came.”“I ... well ... I get pretty desperate sometimes, you know.”She nodded, her face sympathetic. “Yes, I do know. But it’s probably worse for you. I knew what I was, so things made sense to me.”At which point Harry came in with a tray – two mugs of tea,. Maybe there is something going on with my body.'' He put his face down next to my puss. Then he started laughing. '' Did you put that there? It's a fucking tattoo!'' Nobody got themselves tattooed in1965, certainly no women who weren't in a carnival or prison. I looked around. Carole was standing next to the bed, with a big grin. ''Amy gave you a little present the other day when she gave you that white tail feather. Can I read it to you?'' I didn't know quite what to say. ''Sure, what the fuck. The room was pretty dim, the dark wood fa?e on the walls helping contribute. My room was fashioned to like the interior of a log cabin, not like Lincoln Logs but more like dark, stained plywood - just fancier.The left wall had a chest of drawers with my clothes inside, and, to the right of them, a door to the hallway. My small closet was to the left of my computer wih sliding doors. The doors were huge mirrors, which I often used. Still laying in my bed, I realised I was still in my pajamas.. ’ ‘Oh, Sierra. How kind of you to call. I’m glad you’re pleased.’ ‘Marcie – you’ve got to enter that photo of Gustave and I into a national media awards competition – we may benefit from the publicity but you are the one to receive kudos. I’ve had a lot of experience at being involved in international photography shoots and I know a winning picture when I see one, even if I happen to be in it.’ ‘I know it’s good but perhaps it’s even better than I think – Mason has already been on to me, saying.